If I had a dollar for every time I sneezed this past week I could retire.
Thank goodness for these little pink pills. The only allergy medication that actually works for me. Although I aimlessly wander around like a lost buoy in the fog, at least I quit sneezing for a couple of hours. I would rather my brain be clouded with the attitude of a dodo bird than deal with the never ending sneezing and water faucet drippings of my ever-so-sore nose.
I should have invested in toilet paper companies. Forget kleenex companies. I need 2 ply, 150 feet of paper bliss.
This is how I roll.